Xiao Chun lifted his chin slightly and said proudly, “It’s me!”
Her eyes fixedly met Gavin’s dark black eyes, not shining or hiding, repeating, “Xiao future’s favorite is me!”
Assistant Lin remembered Zheng Huan, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, his pen didn’t have time to take it, he made a long mark on the paper, and the paper was all scratched.
Mom, does he remember this sentence or not?
He looked at his boss boss quietly, and even if his face was expressionless, he could feel the calm and the surging waves.
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